(RP) Dangerous Legacy

[Korbin of Valenar]

Korbin

"Yes, we should leave now. I will help cover our escape.", Korbin says, sheathing his two swords and readying his crossbow.

 

[Vendetta]

Krueger and Jaeden trot north with the others as the crew leaves the bloodshed of the field. Gemble practically runs north once he sees everyone is coming as well. Moving carefully and quietly, Gemble leads the group north and west away from the clearing, the planes and most importantly, the kobolds. Korbin and Rak watch the rear in case of pursuit but after half an hour of a hard, quick pace, the two humans are sure that they are not being followed.

"We should stop here for a break and tend our wounds." Jaeden says, noting a modest clearing where two moderately sized trees have falled and would make fine seats as well as a trap-berry bush, so named for its sticky vines that many small creatures cannot escape from. The bush "traps" them where they eventually die, their rotting corpses falling to the ground where they eventually become nourishment for the plant. It is a short shrub that tries to lure hungry, small critters, such as rabbit and birds, into it's vines for a tastey meal. But, anything with sufficient mass, like an elf, deer, human or what ever can pull away from the plant. A weaker halfling or gnome, however...

But the Trap-berry is a large, round, red berry that tastes something like sweet peaches and strawberries. Jaeden plucks a couple to prove his point, popping one of the juicy sweet berries into his mouth.

 

[Tor L'Tha]

Rak follows the example and carefully taste the berry's “theese things are really good” He takes some handfuls of berry's eating them “this was good” “a perfect meal” he then take out his waterskin drinking some mouthfuls.After taking a little rest he turns towards Gemble “Gemble my little new friend” “what kind of skills do you have?” “would be fine to know since we sure have much danger to overcome on this journey” he hands over some berry's to the halfling.

Ooc: Rak has 10 HP of 13.

 

[Tonguez]

Erliks face is still set and grim as he too takes his rest along side the others and eats a handful of the berrys and storing more in his pack for latter. He listens for the sound of water and or pursuit wondering if their is anywhere to wash away the grime of combat and kobold blood.
'Death swoops in and takes my heart' he remembers the words of an old battle song of his clan 'blood wash away my tears for my sky-fed brother, Fear me now I ride the wings of Death'
He remembers the story of those of his people who are said to weep tears of blood, whos hearts are full of death and rage, terrible ferocious warriors. Feeling hot moist tears upon his face he raises his hand to wipe them away and finds his hand smeared red...

(ooc rogue gallery updated Erlik Bahadur Psychic Warrior/Barbarian)

 

[Knight Otu]

(Sel'Tarien should be at 9 of 11 hp)
"Yes, that looks like a good place. Be careful not to get stuck on that bush, though."
Sel'Tarien follows the example of Jaeden and Rak, plucking a few berries.

Then he turns to Ala. "Ala... I am sorry that we could not make peace with the kobolds." He seems to want to say more on the subject, but decides not to.

 

[hafrogman]

Liam pauses next to the trapbushe and considers it. He reaches out and eats one of the berries and then he brushes a single finger tip against one of the vines before pulling away from the gluey creeper.

"Too bad we can't get the kobolds to wander into this thing. That'd buy us time enough to get away. How long do you think we have before they find us here?"

 

[taitzu52]

Sonrik Velrys, Human Paladin 2

Sonrik trys to keep up with the group as best as he can, though his armors slow him down to where he is jogging alongside Krueger. When the group rests, he takes a look at the wounded (OOC-Heal check, take 20- 22) He goes over to Rak, "Say, those look pretty good, may I try one of yours?" As Rak hands him a berry, he feels a warm energy come form Sonriks hand, rising up his arm, and healing his wounds.

Then he turns to Ala. "Ala... I am sorry that we could not make peace with the kobolds."

The young man then approaches Sel'Tarien, and puts his hand on his shoulder, "Your attempts were noble, but it is not the ways of evil blood to make peace on equal terms." As he touches the elf, a warmness radiates from his shouolder, healing his ills as well.

(OOC- Lay On Hands for Rak, 3hp. LOH for Sel'Tarien, 2hp.)

 

[Vendetta]

Krueger smiles as he waddles up behind Sonrik to join the trio of Sonrik, Ala and Sel'Tarien, "Me only wished that tha rest o' them drips wot got away wert kilt too. Them sorts be nae good fer anyone, nae e'en theysefs. Like Sonrik sayed, it be in thier blood ta be that way."

Looking at Rak for a moment, Gemble grins sheepishly. "I'm just a scout, rather familiar with this type of terrain. Those trap-berries... they rot very quickly. If you don't eat them by morning breakfast, toss them out. They don't even last a day off the vine." ((OOC: Which is why you never find trap-berries at market, considering how refreshing they are.))

Hearing Liam's comment, Gemble wanders over toward him to look at the trap-berry bush. "You know, there are a great many traps using this stuff... but, you know, with my size and all, I've never used the stuff. I've no vial, but if someone had, you may be able to salvage some of that sticky ooziey stuff on the vine. I know it's often used as glue, especially in carpentry."

Jaeden walks over to Erlik. "Are you alright, Erlik?" He asks with concern.

"If we push hard northward, we may be able to get to the south fork of the Lomus River by nightfall, but not before nightlight*" Gemble says to no one in particular.

"Aye, but ferst, me says we have a toast ta our ferst accomplishment o' tha trip, killin' an' survivin' them drips!" The dwarf says jovially as he goes over to the cart and tips the cask of Elven Cinnamon Ale onto it's side where he begins filling the clay mugs to half that were stored in the cart from the cask's tap. "Jest a wee drink, lads. We've a long trip yet."

((OOC: *Nightlight - Twilight... but in Enber, with the massive mountain ranges that cup the valley, the sun "sets" behind the mountains around 5 pm but still casts a lot of light into the sky for another two hours before the planet has rotated to actual night where the rays of the sun are blocked by the planet itself. It is pretty dark after the first half hour but in no way so dark that you cannot see to safely walk. Elves, and those races with low light vision have no trouble at all. Humans and halflings, with no special vision, do suffer, as their spot DCs increase to near dark levels. Dwarves and other "darkvision" races have a strange effect at this time where they see things in and out of darkvision and normal vision. It can be kind of disorienting to a being that is not used to it.))

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[Ashy]

OOC: Sorry for not posting, I've been sick...

Ala, looks up from assessing everyone's wounds (Heal check, take 20 = 24), and eyes Sonrik. "You are incorrect, for Skatha is proof." The priestess indicates the kobold, who is still clinging to her robe hem like a frightenen child. "Perhaps it is not in the ways for small minded sword-slingers to think of others as any more than targets!" she fires back, her words laced with venom borne of frustration.

She then turns her back to Sonrik and goes about healing those that need it (starting with Rak) by casting cure moderate wounds and bandaging wounds. Every now and again, she stoops to console the kobold, patting it gently upon the back and whispering kind words...

 

[taitzu52]

Sonrik Velrys, Human Paladin 2

"I am afraid that it is you who are mistaken, Ala.", Sonrik calmly says. "I can see into his heart, and I know that it's lusts are quite impure." (OOC-Detect Evil again, I'm asuming from the last time that all of the kobolds were evil.) He looks at Skatha again, "Pitiful he may be, but do not let your pride account for mislaid charity."

Sonrik peers off to the north, looking at the trail ahead, and wondering how the villiage will fair without warning, but afraid to discuss it again. This group can ill afford to lose any of it's number.